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You`re Pretty When I`m Drunk

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Жанры : rock alternative alternative rock punk comedy

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One night me and the crew hit the rad on a mission
To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin`
Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
Until we brought Skip O` Pot2mus
And Daddy`s gonna get some probably underage and dumb
And everybody knows that the Daddy eats his young
Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
M.S.G.`s tanked up and wizzin` in a cup
Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
Cause I`m the one bottle Willy with the 12 Horse Ale
After that I get silly like Soupy Sales
Now it`s midnight and I`m completely boofy blitzed
A six of Shlitz and the jew brew Manischewitz
With my beer-tinted glasses I`m ready to bitty battle
I`m hungry like the wolf but I`ll end up tending cattle
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Cause you`re pretty when I`m drunk
(You`re pretty when I`m drunk)
You`re pretty when I`m drunk
(You`re pretty when I`m drunk)
You`re pretty when I`m drunk
(You`re pretty when I`m drunk)
You`re pretty when I`m drunk
(And I`m pretty fuckin` drunk)
Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
Cause I`m Mr. McFeelie with a speedy delivery
You`d think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin` me
But maybe I should check and see if this is where I wanna be
Hey Lupus is she cute? Yea for a Pygmie
Aw! What do you know? You`re probably going home alone
And it wouldn`t be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
Plus beauty, it`s only skin deep
It`s in the eye of the beholder and my beholder`s about to tweak
I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
It`s a menage a trois you and me and Heineken
(Chorus)
Regrets I`ve had a few
First and foremost I`d like to mention you
For the sake of conversation we`ll call you the Brand New Heavy
You`re a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
You can call it big-boned, I`d prefer to call it gut
You`re Buddha you`re Shamu you`re Jabba the fuckin` Hutt
You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
I smelt tuna melt but I wasn`t gonna worry
It was 3 a.m. and I wasn`t gettin` squat
So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin`
I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
But how was I supposed to know that Jabberjaws lived in your pants
At that junction I came to realize
That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
That you were not a girl you were an experiment
(Chorus)

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